if the news could have hit any harder it would not have been news it would have been a rock and it would have bruised him and broken his bones. maybe better it was a rock because words could sting ten times more. brusies healded and you forgot where they were but words were not so kind. if only life were a package of m&m's where you could sort our red from orange and yellow and blue and only eat the ones that you truly favoried.